We got back in the van. Drove to the next location. River Street. Two o'clock showing.
We had time to kill. Stopped at a coffee shop. Got food.
Harlow was quiet. Just ate her sandwich. Stared out the window.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah. Just thinking."
"About what?"
"Nothing important."
I didn't push. Just let her think.
We got to the River Street house at one fifty. Same routine. Holt and Jace checked inside first.
The clients were already there. Waiting in their car.
Harlow walked over. Talked to them. Led them inside.
I followed. Stayed in the background. Let her work.
The showing went fine. The clients loved it. Said they'd make an offer on Monday.
Harlow locked up. We got back in the van.
"That went well," I said.
"Yeah. They're serious buyers."
"Good."
We drove back t
